Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song the Colours., artist - Phony Ppl. Album song mō'zā-ik., in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 18.10.2018
Record label: 300 Entertainment
Song language: English
the Colours. |
The reds and the yellows and the orange and the purple and the greens |
With the indigo the turquoise the brown and the blues and the pinks |
The greys and the black and the whites you gotta feel 'em in your soul |
With the mattes the metallics show reflections like the silver and the gold |
The reds and the yellows and the orange and the purple and the greens |
With the indigo the turquoise the brown and the blues and the pinks |
They greys and the black and the whites you gotta feel 'em in your soul |
With the mattes the metallics show reflections like the silver and the gold |
They need to convince 'em |
That I am who I claim to be on this glorious mission |
Open your heart, listen to part of the vision |
They never seen nothing like 'em the diamonds is missing |
And when I’m feeling soft the sounds are be harder than this shit |
Different |
And when I’m feeling wave |
I just go with the colours and feeling the shade |
Intuition got me listening decisions made |
Over so devine that I just can’t explain |
There are no words for these lights that pave the way |
But at the end of the night the colours save the day |
Trust your gut it’ll never let you go astray |
I open my eyes and I see black |
Figure out how I feel then convert it to rap |
The colours yelled at me don’t let nothing hold you back |
Eight times out of ten I walk with a sword |
'Cause I just hear the voice of god and get a scope for the |
And move accordingly to what is going on |
Supreme gods, mother nature plus the four on the floor |
All are lying and a nigga trying to throw me to court |
And then pull me to safety for more stories to tell |
Dark isn’t always bad, light ain’t always well |
Some things pretty from the outside came straight from hell |
So I don’t treat these people like they mean me well |
Until I hear it from the colours 'cause it’s hard to tell |
Until I hear it from the colours the colours themself |
The colours be the codes to the truth I am hiding |
I’mma play me on the risk here to see if I’m lying |
This is the colors |
The reds and the yellows and the orange and the purple and the greens |
With the indigo the turquoise the brown and the blues and the pinks |
The greys and the black and the whites you gotta feel 'em in your soul |
With the mattes the metallics show reflections like the silver and the gold |
The reds and the yellows and the orange and the purple and the greens |
With the indigo the turquoise the brown and the blue and the between |
They greys and the black and the whites you gotta feel 'em in your soul |
With the mattes the metallics show reflections like the silver and the gold |
Uh |
I never saw a new colour but surely I felt a few |
So if you die in say that no one is helping you |
Focus on the of inner you feelin' |
Melting through the ice around the cold heart |
Spread love, go hard |
'Cause this life ain’t what we think it is |
I ain’t got it all figured out but I’m closer than kid |
I think you should take advice from him |
Dude who learnt more in real world than they learn from school |
If you speak the colours you see the truth |
And if you see the colours then add two plus two |
Common sense and intuition and let them brew |
Add a little honey and you can see how sweet life can be |
And that’s how man communicates with species |
And that’s how man communicates with land under the season |
And that’s how the man communicates to yet exceed |
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The reds and the yellows and the orange and the purple and the greens |
With the indigo the turquoise the brown and the blues and the pinks |
The greys and the black and the whites you gotta feel 'em in your soul |
With the mattes the metallics show reflections like the silver and the gold |
The reds and the yellows and the orange and the purple and the greens |
With the indigo the turquoise the brown and the blue and the between |
They greys and the black and the whites you gotta feel 'em in your soul |
With the mattes the metallics show reflections like the silver and the gold |